My peace was interrupted by a pair of rough hands running down my body, being the nymph that I was, on an ordinary day this gesture would excite me but I was entirely too exhausted from everything that had happened previously. The weight of my emotional and mental state had my body in overdrive and my eyes sealed shut from the tears and exhaustion all together. His desiring hands were bothersome enough for me to shift away from them. As I became more aware of my surroundings everything came rushing back, the sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, being taken, my phone constantly ringing and last but definitely not least in its league; being tied up, kidnapped and held hostage in his house. I shifted trying to tug the comforter over me tightly to keep his hands out but the warmth of the blanket was stolen away from me as I could feel it being peeled off of me.

I shifted again, not heeding any attention to his games and pretending the lack of comforter wasn't interrupting my sleep and I was falling back into it soundly.

Suddenly he pulled me against his naked body. I could feel the heat radiating from his skin as my back was right up against his toned front. I didn't dare to move hoping this was the end of it and his only desire only extended to having me near him even if it meant I could feel his hard length against me. The fact that the hem of my nightie was riding a little too high wasn't helping either. A soft growl escaped his mouth and I would be lying if I said it didn't make me pool in the little fabric of the panties he gave me. One hand rested around my waist, soft but firm, making sure I couldn't escape his embrace while the other tucked the hair away from my face and behind my ear, that made me smile a little and maybe a small smirk have creeped its way out too.

"Baby..." His raspy voice vibrated near my ear and my entire existence melted into his.

"I know you're awake." He placed a kiss on my head.

"I need you." He moved to kiss me on the exposed part of my neck.

"I can't stay away from you." He then proceeded to plant an array of kisses that constantly shifted over different parts of the side of my face and shoulder. Good thing I wasn't facing him during any of this because I was beaming brighter than the moon; it's not often he keeps a soft demeanour with me and although he satisfies the masochist in me, I can't help but appreciate when he treats me like I'm made of glass because it only entails how he plans to break into me mercilessly in the near future.

"I can." I retorted back, moving away from him leaving a gap between us while pulling my nightie down at the same time.

"Fucks sake M\****"* He called my name out in frustration and it only made me more excited but before I could respond I felt him shift, grab both of my legs, buckle his arms underneath and position his head between my legs. He pushed the nightie up over my stomach and grasped the middle part of the lace grazing my sensitive front, this gesture instantly made me open my eyes and look down at him and when he knew he held not only my attention but my breath in his hands, he tore the fabric; instantly having me exposed for him to devour.

That's when he did it. The first lick; which untied every bratty knot in my body. It ran from the bottom of my slit to the top of my clit that was aching to be soothed by his wet tongue. I was embarrassed how slick was already was but the width of his tongue running over the entirety of my sensitivity made my legs shake from pleasure. I grabbed the sheets for support as I began to moan. His tongue explored every inch of me, my folds, my opening and every crevice that could bring me the slightest bit of pleasure. The wetness that was dripping was further mixing with his saliva only to be pushed back into me as he thrusted the length of his tongue inside of me as I gasped out in pleasure.

"Daddy." I moaned out weakly, my hands leaving the sheets and running along the length of his hair.

"Please please let me go" I squirmed against him, trying to fight the motion of his tongue exploring me and successfully his grip loosened on me which to my dismay was only to pull the straps from my shoulders, and the dress down the stretch of my body, finally naked and completely exposed.

"You look divine but you taste even fucking better." he took a deep breath as he looked up at me, his nose red from the pressure, his hair tousled from me running my fingers through it, and me glistening not only his face but dripping slightly in his beard. I blushed at the sight but it wasn't enough for me to subdue closing my legs in shyness and pulling myself away and up to sit.

I watched as his tone shifted and his jaw clenched, he shuffled to the side of his bed only to indulge my vision by turning on the bright bedroom lights, they weren't completely on but the orange hue gave a much clearer view than complete darkness.

I grabbed the edge of the comforter, ready to pull it over me for coverage but my motion was interrupted by the harsh words that left his mouth next.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going?"

"I......um....well I..." I stuttered as I looked up at him and his dark expression peered back at me.

I wasn't just breathless because I didn't have a response but the sight I beheld would make anyone fall at a loss for words. His soft yet stern face gazed back at me, twice my size towering over me with his bulging shaft distracting my word formulating abilities.

He stood at the edge of our bed, no words escaped his mouth but the gesture of his hand telling me to come forward in combination with his animalistic gaze was enough for me to quietly obey and crawl to the foot of the bed where he stood.

"I want to watch you take me tonight, not only do I want to watch you, I want you to watch you. Watch the way I own you so you remember and imprint in your mind everything I'm capable of doing to you with or without your permission."

I blushed at the thought, watching him use me in front of a mirror was always an enticing thought but I didn't want to look at myself like that, especially not for my self-esteem, with his toned muscular body against my curvy body, I looked like a woman but that came with a stomach and body fat which I was always insecure about.

He moved towards me on the bed and sat on the edge facing the wall that was entirely covered in mirror tiles. He grabbed me by the waist pulling me towards him with one hand and no matter my struggle, I was in his grasp. He turned me around to face away from him and my cheeks turned to a deep shade of red as I caught his gaze through the reflection. I gently sat on his lap as his tattooed arm extended to reach out and wrap his enormous hand around my dainty neck, the view alone could make me climax. The hunger in his eyes suddenly became so evident, my long hair resting on both sides of my shoulder were pulled entirely to one side and his lips met the skin of my back and I squirmed in anticipation. In one swift movement he pulled me up to slightly hover over him as he grabbed his shaft and positioned it against me, and before I could respond in protest to the claim he was able to lay on me, I threw my head back and closed my eyes in pure ecstasy as he pulled me onto his length. I moaned out his name as he used my neck to stir me up and back onto him over and over again.

"Daddy Daddy! you're so big, please please not so deep" I cried out feeling his width stretch my entrance.

"I want you entirely wrapped around me, you can take it baby.." He responded with a full thrust into me this time, making me squirm in his grip, my hand wrapped around his wrist as I held him tightly for support.

A sudden jolt forced me to open my eyes and I realized he had slapped the side of my thigh, the sting of the impact only made me wetter.

"Look at me when I'm inside of you. Do not close your eyes.”

I glance up at him as he held me upright against him. It’s hard to keep my eyes open when he continually thrusts into me with a rhythmic pace divulging me into pure bliss.

I watch as he paused for a moment to leg go my neck and wrap my hair around his fist to give me a firm tug for direction. He softly slapped my thighs with the other hand to force my legs to open wider so he can view exactly what he was doing to me. The vulnerability made me moan even louder as I spread my legs as wide as I could, watching his length push into me and in the same gesture pull back in a rhythmic manner.

Before I’ve had enough of the way he had me exposed in front of the mirror, Daddy tugged my hair, turned us over away from the mirror, only to slap my ass to bend me over into submission in front of him. I melted into my position; my face against the sheets as my back was arched and his control centre became my waist as he held my hips with both my hands to pull me back onto him every time he would thrust into me to ensure I was taking every last inch of him. His deep thrusts were pushing me to the brink of my edge,, I was about to squirt and he knew this was the one position I couldn’t resist not making a mess in. His thrusts became faster and deeper and my whimpers got louder until I began to beg.

"Daddy I don't want to make a mess in your bed, Daddy please stop." I mumbled against the sheets but the response I was returned didn't come in words, instead Daddy pushed me further down into the bed, pulled me by my hair to pull onto his length in the same rhythm that he thrusted and my legs buckled, I began to leak, squirting all over myself and him but that never stopped him to continue his endeavour to ruin me.

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